Molly huffs out a laugh at his answer. It's so very Sherlock in some ways. He's always all in, full speed ahead. But in the fact that they're talking about sex, it's also very not him. Or at least, not him prior to 4 hours ago.

"I think we can work on that," she says before she starts to push him back towards her bed. When the backs of his knees hit the mattress, she removes her hands from the back of his pants and gently pushes on his chest so he'll take a seat. She would love to go down on him right now, but that might skip a couple steps since she hasn't even laid eyes on his penis yet. Also, she remembers his rules and she won't break them.

Once he sits, she stands between his legs. It's nice to finally have the height advantage, as slight as it even is. She leans down and captures his lips again, her hands tangling in his hair.